Blank Thoughts

Life can only be that good if you have that little blood in your body. –grumble inwardly-

I just had an overdosage of Hello Kitty just by checking out Ass’s blog just now. I spasmed for a little, I think. Though I thought the layout to be better than the previous one. Ah ha ha.

I’m in denial mode – Noooooo… My colleagues from my team are trickling back to the office.

I saw something that irritated the hell out of me this morning. What’s up with some guys, really!? I don’t mean to be racist; but – there’s this indian guy who rushed to an available seat on the MRT, when he was initially standing with his wife/girlfriend/female friend, some distance away from his gleaming beckoning seat. He settled into his seat with a smug/satisfied smirk on his silly face, when I was just standing in front of the then-empty seat, with absolute no intention to play snatch-a-chair with him. I looked up from the magazine I was reading and at him dully, disgusted at his lack of dignity and manliness. Then his wife/girlfriend/female friend stood before him shortly after, looking as if she expected his behaviour to be so.

YUCKS!!!!

Not only he rushed to the empty seat like a kiasu ah-soh (somehow, if he is a kiasu ah-soh, I would have understand), he let his wife/girlfriend stand before him while he sits for the entire train ride!!

Or maybe I’m pampered by JX – JX lets me sit if there is an available seat or that both of us not sit. I’m not saying it’s a right of females to get to sit while the guys stand over them la, but it’s like a bonus to know how sweet they can be and it definitely reflects the magnitude of a guy who graciously gives up his seat to any female – pregnant or old or not!